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LAGWAGON
He knows no shame, and takes no blame This simpleton, sees everything He's only satisfied, to point out other's mistakes Never afraid, to use his pride His tradition is old, his faith a hand-me-down, the family He wears them on his sleeve, morale and values left under a christmastree He once had the gift, this image in his grandparents eyes No guns, no drugs, no rape, no end This vacant soul, is pale and blue, in empty gaze, his crow's feet are A vision of defeat sick and tired of the meaninglessness The irrationale he's desensitized, his every need and emotion A cup half empty, but full of euphoria he's, Searching for the light switch in the dark, to switch his routine To find a reason, to find faith in piece of mind When one to many beliefs die, it's tough to see through these black eyes Everyone forgives everyone forgets Everyone is true and no one here will lie to you He knows the truth, he knows the truth, here nothing's certain Disregard what you've learned, to find faith in piece of mind All of their gods died with his peace, I should know him that heathen's me
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